I travel
Once in a while
On a plane
And there is always
This strange feeling of me trusting
A stranger for my life
This feeling of playing in the sky
With wings turning at crazy angles
Brings me out
From the never ending
Noise
Monotony
Of life lived daily
Living amongst the skies
With clouds
Sun
Moon
And away you can see
Human existence appearing
Really small
Insignificant
Just push your chair back
And press a button
And if you are lucky
An airhostess
With a big smile on her face
Will ask you
What do you want ?
Nothing much
Just water
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